But on the contrary, the characters inscribed on the scriptures are ancient and obscure, as if they were the origin of the world, evolving the most ancient ways and principles. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Heaven and earth change, create mysteries!

That truth is like the mystery of life and death, like the answer to eternal life, like the blossom of flowers on the other side, like the reincarnation of fate......

The truth of all things in heaven and earth is in it, like a dream, magnificent, and intoxicating.

Bai Fan was ignorant, like a child, lost, lost in the vast avenue.

It is rumored that the Book of Heaven was born at the beginning of Hongmeng's judgment, when chaos began to open, the avenue was fifty, and Tianyan was forty-nine, and one of them disappeared and turned into a book of heaven.

The Book of Heaven is like a mirror, which can reflect the origin of the principle of all things in this world, and all the laws of the Great Dao can be evolved.

But manpower is sometimes exhausted, and even the Flood Saint and the Emperor of the Immortal Gu cannot comprehend all the truths of the universe, let alone Bai Fan, a small monk?

At this moment, a mysterious light suddenly flowed out of the ancient scroll of the Heavenly Book, and then gradually transformed, revealing a figure, dressed in a black robe, with a slender body, just standing there faintly, with the power to suppress the sky.

He was holding an ancient book in his hand, which looked a little like a book from heaven, and looked at Bai Fan with a faint smile.

"Big brother!"

In the Yuan Sea, Bai Fan's eyes widened, this phantom was actually the manifestation of the Black Emperor, and he seemed to use the connection of the Book of Heaven to cross the era and look at it from afar in the Immortal Valley.

"Second brother, remember, the weak water is three thousand, only take one scoop!"

Bai Fan looked at him in a daze, and after a long time, he asked, "Big brother, the avenue is three thousand, which one should I choose?" ”

The phantom of the Black Emperor smiled, raised the ancient book in his hand, and revealed it in Bai Fan's eyes, but saw that the yellowed cover did not have the word 'Book of Heaven' written on it, but-

Book of Life and Death!

Rumble! Bai Fandeng's heart trembled, and he was petrified on the spot, feeling unbelievable that the Book of Heaven could be transformed into a book of life and death!

At this time, there was a slight flicker, and the Black Emperor seemed to be unable to maintain the existence of the phantom anymore, frowning, and said: "Starting from Chaos, the Book of Heaven has been passed down from generation to generation, evolving various avenues, and choosing life and death for my brother, but you don't have to be like me, choose the path you want to take." Also I ......"

As he spoke, the light on his body began to tremble violently, and he opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound, as if he wanted to say some kind of forbidden word, but he was not allowed to say it because of the avenue.

"Hey...... Years ......"

In the end, he glanced at Bai Fan deeply, and after letting out such a helpless long sigh, he suddenly turned into a point of light and dissipated.

Bai Fan opened his eyes, stared at the wordless jade that had regained his calm, and whispered lightly:

"Years ......"

It seems to be groaning, as if thinking, wanting to unravel the unfinished words of the Black Emperor.

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Bang, bang, bang!

Ghost Li stood at the door, facing the remains of the Dharma Body who were sitting on the shimmering jade plate and suffering for a lifetime, just like the young man back then, knelt down to him, kowtowed three times uprightly, and then, he raised his head, solemn, with a deep and endless pain on his face, and said, "Master! ……”

……

Silence!

"Master, I don't blame you."

He whispered, then stood up, said no more, turned to open the door, and walked out.

After he left, I saw that the Puzhi Dharma Body sitting on the jade ice plate suddenly changed, and in the silver-white shimmer like frost and snow, the Puzhi Dharma Body turned into powder like sand and gravel, and little by little turned into fine sand and dust that was almost invisible to the naked eye, and slowly fell, and on his old face, somehow, the original trace of pain disappeared, but seemed to show a smile of relief.

Soon after, the Puzhi Dharma Body quickly weathered, and finally all of them turned into white dust, and in the silver light, only one talisman was left floating on the jade plate.

And at this moment, in the closed hut, there was suddenly an inexplicable force, and the wind blew.

In the distance, there seems to be a Buddhist Sanskrit singing, which comes slowly.

Bai Fan walked into the hut with such a Sanskrit sound.

At this time, the talisman seemed to feel something, and it shattered, and on the silver plate, the figure of Puzhi appeared again, but the ghostly light was misty, and the translucent figure made people know at first sight that it was just a soul.

"Donor, the poor monk has a question, I hope you can answer it." Puzhi's soul is solemn, it seems that Zhang Xiaofan's forgiveness has made him nirvana reborn, and all the demons have been abandoned with the body, and there is only one enlightened old monk left at this moment. Therefore, even as a ghost body, not only did he not have the slightest gloomy feeling, but he was extremely peaceful.

Bai Fan put his hands behind his back, looked at him lightly, and said, "What does the master want to ask?" ”

Pu Zhi said in a deep voice: "Decades ago, you and I met by chance, did the donor count it to be where it is today?" ”

Bai Fan smiled faintly, looking unfathomable, and said, "What does the master think? ”

Pu Zhi was stunned, then folded his hands, lowered his brows, and said: "Amitabha, it is indeed the poor monk Meng Lang." ”

Seeing this, Bai Fan changed his words and said, "Regarding what I said to the master a few days ago, has the master thought about it?" At the same time, he stared at Pu Zhi for a moment, observing every slight change in his expression.

Pu Zhi was calm and calm, and said: "If the poor monk leaves with the benefactor, who are you and who am I?" ”

Bai Fan was stunned, his expression became solemn, he pondered for a long time, word by word, and said slowly: "You are you, I am me." The fairy road is difficult, I need helpers, you need guides, I'll cross you, you cross me, that's all. ”

Pu Zhi was indifferent, and after a long time, he sighed: "Crossing others and crossing yourself, I hope the donor will not forget his original intention." ”

"My thoughts are not easy, and there is no fear or retreat."

After Bai Fan finished speaking, he took out a pearl as white as the moon from the storage space, which was the bright relic left by the ghost Shura after it was refined in the past, this thing can be used to improve cultivation, but this is undoubtedly a tyrannical thing, and the best use is still used to cultivate ghost cultivation, which is equivalent to having an extra helper with infinite potential out of thin air.

Moreover, the biggest advantage of ghost cultivation is that it will not be recognized as a human by the main god, and it can be brought into the immortal martial space, which is of great help, and it is definitely not to improve some mystic cultivation, which can be compared.

With a flick of his fingers, he sent it into the eyebrows of the ghost of Puzhi, and said in a deep voice: "This thing is the light relic left by the ghost Shura, the light born from the darkness, and the ghost body and Buddha heart of the master are the most compatible. ”

Pu Zhi nodded, didn't say anything, and then, the relics in his eyebrows emitted a holy brilliance, cleansing his body, and he saw that his soul body was condensed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and an extremely special Buddhist holy qi filled the entire hut.

Seeing this, Bai Fan breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly, compared to the Ten Thousand Souls and Evil Ghosts, Pu Zhi, who has experienced an inner atonement, is undoubtedly much more reliable, for this kind of enlightened monk, the promise is the Buddha's heart, and it will never be easily broken, otherwise it will be to give up a lifetime of practice.

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I don't know how long it took, there was a soft "click", and the jade plate that Puzhi was sitting on also turned into dust and fell down.

In the hut, in front of Bai Fan, there was an old monk with a deep breath and a compassionate face, the robe on his body was as shabby and dirty as when Bai Fan saw him decades ago, his face was still full of wrinkles, and even the rosary in his hand was also green and crystalline, exuding blue light.

From head to toe, everything was lifelike, if it weren't for Bai Fan watching him transform with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that the person in front of him was a ghost cultivator.

"Cultivating Buddha in a ghost body, from now on, I am willing to use this body to cross sentient beings without entering the ghost path."

Pu Zhi groaned lightly, as if he had made a great wish, as the words fell, his body suddenly emitted a thousand feet of golden light, and a brilliant swastika Buddha seal flashed into the center of his eyebrows and disappeared. And the aura on his body is getting deeper and deeper, and looking at Bai Fan's current cultivation, he actually has a feeling that he can't see through.

"Thank you!"

After everything was settled, Puzhi folded his hands and bowed to Bai Fan deeply.

Bai Fan nodded lightly and said, "Does the master still want to say goodbye to humanity?" ”

"Today's general wisdom is not yesterday's universal wisdom, and all the past has been let go." Pu Zhi's face was calm, and after fusing the relics, he seemed to really want to say goodbye to the past completely.

Bai Fan didn't say anything, took out the Youming Ancient Jade to activate, illuminated a light gate, and said, "Master, please!" ”

Pu Zhi nodded, did not hesitate, and flew in as a rainbow.

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As with countless days, the melodious morning bell rang again, echoing between the Sumeru Mountains and in the misty mountain wind. It has passed through countless years, and it will continue to reverberate day after day in the days to come.

It's just that the bell rings for a long time, and the people who listen to the bell are always changing.

Bai Fan and Zhang Xiaofan couldn't hear such a bell anymore, they walked to the foot of Qingyun Mountain, and came to the ruins of Caomiao Village, which had a special meaning for both of them.

The grass is green, the breeze is blowing, and it seems that nothing has changed.

Suddenly, a bell shook and came from the depths of the ruins ahead.

Zhang Xiaofan laughed and said, "She's here." ”

Sure enough, after a while, a woman in green walked towards him with a smile, she was slender and maturely beautiful, but there was still a girlish elf between her eyebrows.

"Idiot......" she looked at Zhang Xiaofan.

The two men just stood still, staring at each other.

How many years, the sorrow in the world, suddenly in this deep glance, and then, Zhang Xiaofan stretched out his palm to her, and she put it up.

A relationship that has been obsessed for nearly a hundred years, holding hands at this moment, is finally completed.

Bai Fan looked at them, suddenly thought of Lu Xueqi, and a trace of tenderness flashed in his heart, but he still blessed the two with a smile, no matter what, this can be regarded as a humble regret in his previous life.

A light breeze blew, blowing away the sorrow, Bai Fan looked up at the sky, the unknown depth, will be the place he will leave and reach.

"This is the Hehuan Ling left by Mrs. Hehuan nine hundred years ago, so take it as your congratulatory gift, and the other ghost king ......." Bai Fan took out the ancient bell obtained from the dripping blood cave and handed it to Baguio, and in the second half of the sentence, he suddenly stopped, and finally did not say it.

Baguio looked at him lightly, and in a trance, Daddy's words echoed in the wind sounded in her ears, so after a while, she suddenly smiled.

This smile is full of enmity.

Bai Fan also smiled, nodded lightly, and said to Zhang Xiaofan: "Senior brother is leaving, take care." After speaking, he turned around in the sunset, just as he used to leave in the morning.

Zhang Xiaofan looked at his back and shouted, "Senior brother, are you going to find Senior Sister Lu, let's go with you?" ”

Bai Fan paused, not because he didn't want to take him away, but because the III difficulty rules had changed, it seemed that the main god was afraid of affecting the balance of the origin world, or the world barrier was too strong, and it was really difficult to take it away.

So, he sighed helplessly: "I am the only one who can go there, if Senior Brother really wants your help, someone will come to you with my sword." ”

Then, with a wave of his hand, he faded into the shadows. (To be continued.) )